terça-feira, outubro 02, 2007

Latvarius Gluteos Maximos


You can't resist her. She's in your bones. She is your marrow And your ride home. You can't avoid her. She's in the air... in the air In between molecules of Oxygen and Carbon Dioxide. Only in dreams We see what it means. Reach out our hands. Hold onto hers. But when we wake It's all been erased. And so it seems Only in dreams. You walk up to her. Ask her to dance. She says, "Hey, baby, I just might take the chance." You say, "It's a good thingThat you float in the air... in the air. That way there's no way I will crush your pretty toenails into a thousand pieces." Only in dreams We see what it means. Reach out our hands. Hold onto hers. But when we wake It's all been erased. And so it seems Only in dreams. Only in dreams. Only in dreams. Only in dreams. Only in dreams. Only in dreams. Only in dreams.